“That’s very good,” He assured me, “hand in your pocket, just like that. No

“That’s very good,” He assured me, “hand in your pocket, just like that. No big deal, so relaxed, so easy to listen, so easy to obey. That’s it, now lift your left leg off the ground and…” He placed his hand on my shoulder as I started to tilt over, “sleep.” My foot dropped to the ground, my eyes snapped shut, and my head slumped into his accepting shoulder. He patted me on the back, “That’s it deeper and deeper, release your tension, accept my control.”“I accept your control,” I muttered in confirmation, “I can’t release the tension.”“Awww, you’ve gotta take a piss, don’t you? I told you not to drink so much. But I am going to need you to release that tension for me,” He stroked my head, “it’s okay, I’m here. Take a deep breath in, annnd release your hesitation out. Another deep breath in - one-two-three-four - and allll the tension out.”I sighed, “I’m relaxed…can’t piss my pants.”He patted my back and stroked my head at the same time, “Sure you can buddy, it’s totally okay. You’re going to fully and completely relax for me. You’re going deeper and deeper with every single breath. You’re too relaxed to stay in control. All that tension is going to flood out of you when you take a deep breath in,” He snapped in my ear then patted the back of my head, “all the tension out.”My entire body shrugged, I exhaled, and all the tension drained out of me. A warmth rapidly spread around my crotch and I felt a stream running down my leg. I groaned as I lost all fight causing my stream to turn into a full fledged hosing-down. “Oh fuck,” I shivered as I closed in on a quarter tank and the flow started to slow. I stuck my ass out and farted.“That’s it, let it all out. Releasing the tension drains you of all control. Do you have to take a shit too?”“Mmm,” My gut shifted around, “uh uh,” I shook my head ‘no’.“Come on now,” He rubbed circles around my back, “you can trust your best bud, can’t you? You know without a doubt that you can safely confess all your secrets to your best bud. Always be honest with your best bud. Always trust your best bud. Accept your best bud’s authority and control.”I took a deep breath in, “I accept,” I sighed as I exhaled, “your control.” He rubbed my cramping stomach and I couldn’t help but force out another fart. I moaned, “I didn’t get to go before class this morning.”He chuckled, “I know buddy, I know. Your brother took too long so you didn’t have time to finish your morning routine, and then I kept talking when you wanted to go at lunch. You’ve been holding in that pressure all day, but now it’s time to relax and release it. Don’t push,” He patted my stomach, “just relax. Release all your muscles and relax completely with a deep breath in…and relax your inhibitions out.”My guts grumbled as every fart I had held back throughout the day seemed to merge together before dropping out of me with a massive low-pitched rattle. I pressed myself into his body, “Oh fuck, I accept your control,” I told him. Another, equally massive fart ripped out of me and I felt more of my self control flow out of me and into him, “I have to take a really big shit.”“I know buddy,” He scratched his fingers behind my ear, “but you can’t take a shit without my permission. You will take a dump only if you obey me completely. You need to accept my control because you need to take a crap, you only want to obey completely.”“I only want to obey completely,” I promised him, “I can take a shit as soon as I have your permission.”“That feels so good dude, you might even find yourself getting a boner. Don’t worry about anything, your best bro has got your back. Now listen carefully, concentrate hard on comprehending everything I say, listen closely because at some point I might finally tell you to drop that massive, stressful dump that you’re absolutely desperate to release…”I farted and moaned in total defeat as my ears strained to hear his words while he began his total takeover with little more than a whisper. -- source link

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